Styles P - So What ("Young, Wild, and Free" Freestyle) lyrics

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Styles P - So What ("Young, Wild, and Free" Freestyle) lyrics

[Hook: Sheek Louch] So what we pack guns? Put hash in our weed So what we sell d**? We got kids to feed We hustle all night f** hoes and get right And you know we love to fight [Verse 1: Sheek Louch] Dutch rolled; smokin' my reefer Drinkin' my 'yac; had to borrow this from Snoop and Khalifa I'm feelin' like today is Easter; I'm so fresh Ten in the game; still considered the best "Anything for my son" across my chest Lovin' the streets, so I ain't that pressed to put on a vest Watchin' Wade, everybody think that they winnin' Season started later, press me, do it from the beginnin' Still Kobe; whips European, Ginobli We smoke weed like it's a bogey; I'm so high Drink, pop a Vicodin, and Donnie ready to fly O-T trunk full of Lady Gaga I clap at these n***as for Kiss; I be a blood donor for P If he ask me, I'd cut off my wrist, and let it drip into his I.V It's all real; Donnie G dot, dot, millionaire They ask me, "is the feeling gone?" Push bu*ton, b**h; ask me where the ceiling gone Winter time; heat blowin' with my ice showin' Ayo Styles, do me a favor (what?), keep flowin (ok) [Verse 2: Styles P] So what I blow weed and keep plenty of hash on me? Run up in the spot with the burner and mask on me Sold c**aine, and keep plenty of cash on me I lay you out if my homie is askin' me You don't understand, then you got some audacity Street life is rough, yeah, it takes some tenacity Louch say "k** 'em", or Kiss tell me to "k** 'em" I'll blow your brains out, n***a, I'm thick with 'em I'll smoke a n***a and tell 'em the fifth did, dutch did it Go 'head, n***a, f** with it Come through with your ice; I'm gettin' you stuck with it Go 'head and play the man if you want You know Ghost, dumpin' seven grams in the blunt And I got the k**ers in the van in the front Mad high, like so what n***a? You don't like me? f** you; you [?] n***a [Hook: Sheek Louch] So what we pack guns? Put hash in our weed So what we sell d**? We got kids to feed We hustle all night f** hoes and get right And you know we love to fight